What is there to life if not an anchor to the turbulent turmoil?
Is there a way to dance on the thread, the wave and enjoy the music
You might sit and ponder the ups and downs of life
Soon as you sit down, the call to rise up comes
Some say inner peace is the equilibrium, others joy and happiness
I will tell of all my journeys someday, in the quest to find where I stand
The same place where my feet stand, there my spirit sits still in the moment
I strived for balance, the voices outside, the will inside, the weakness of my spirit
When my spirit was willing, my body was weak my mind couldn't let me
Where I needed to be there I wasn't, what I like to do, that I didn't
I strived for balance and found discipline, hope and struggle from within
If I obeyed silent voices in my head, I couldn't calm the loud noises of all outside
I stood still and wrote a melody, I sang I aloud and it consumed my soul in fire
When I had nothing else inside and the waves came rocking, the song carried me through
On the other side was peace, so much different than the chaos I raised myself around
In the tune I found balance, control and my strength to maneuver my universe inside of me
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